Wednesday, July 22, 2015

I don't want to be
a grown-up; I want to be a kid again, and not because I want to play with my
favorite toy(s) and/or relive fond past memories of when I was child, but
rather because this world of ours seems so very bleak and miserable, and only
getting worse with every passing day.

When we were
younger the scariest thing we had to worry about was the monster under our bed
or in the closet, and no matter what our imagination conjured up, it was
nothing as fierce as the real-life monsters who we share this planet with today.

Maybe things
were just as bad back then, as they say ignorance is bliss, but without a doubt
the warm embrace of a parent and/or loved one would chase away any evil that
dared to show its face, or at least that’s what we believed and that thought
alone kept us comforted and complacent.

Now however, there
is no shelter that simple, unfortunately it is almost impossible to shield
yourself from every beast that rears its ugly head, from every danger that
shows up on the radar and every attack that shows up on our front door step.

There are terrorist
attacks, computer hacks and everywhere you look there is some form of hate running
rampant, and that’s only some of the horrors that play out on the stage where
we perform the show called life, hoping that one day the curtain will close
putting an end to all the nightmares.

We still play make-believe,
but no longer are we playing house and/or fighting crime as our favorite
superhero.

We now act as if
we see the glass as half full and/or replace negative thoughts with positive ones,
that all the chaos around us will somehow disappear leaving us as happy as a
kid on the last day of school, but deep down we all know that’s not accurate.

We create
religions and cliques (political, social status, etc), anything to help us make
this journey somewhat easier, a little more tolerable and not as frightening as
if we were to go about it on our own, a false sense of security if you will.

We keep
ourselves constantly medicated, whether it is by drugs, alcohol or just about anything
else that will keep our minds satisfied long enough to allow us to escape, even
if only for a brief moment, the brutality that is the world we know.

Our world is a
take no prisoners kind of world, it doesn’t care how you feel, what you believe
and/or how you think things should be done, it will use you up and toss you
aside and never think twice about it.

I’m not saying
that trying to manage this world of ours is hopeless and/or not worth it, not
by any means, I only want you to be aware of your surroundings and not proceed
with the mindset that everything is well and that we are safe.

Some would say
that I am being pessimistic or even cynical, but the brunt of it is that I’m
looking at life without the blinders on, without the rose-colored glasses that
are passed around like 3D glasses at the theater as soon as we are old enough
to truly understand what is happening around us, and I’m finally seeing it for
how it is.

The shroud of
misdirection has been removed from my eyes; I am now able to see things for
what they truly are, false promises, phony philosophies and sugar coated dreams
that are really just nightmares in disguise.

I am aware that there
are some righteous and upstanding people amongst us, but for the most part they
are overshadowed by the bad in this world, because either they don’t speak loud
enough to have their voices heard or because their actions aren’t as boisterous
as those of their dark counterparts, either way it would seem that evil is
winning the war for our souls.

It’s a
battlefield out there my friends, not a walk in the park by any means, so do
what you need to do to survive the best way you know how to, and I wish you the
best of luck on your voyage.

For the record, I am not against
having hope and/or finding a crutch (if you will) to help you make it through
this cruel world of ours, actually I believe it's absolutely necessary, that is
if you don't wish to become one of the evils yourself.

I just know that
knowledge is power, and knowing exactly what you're facing will only help us to
beat it, to make it to the mountain top, if that makes sense?

Am I having a
bad day, or are the scales of justice really tipped in favor of love, hope and
positivity, or is this really the harsh reality that we all hide from and pretend
doesn’t exist?

I guess the
answer to that question all depends on the prospective and mindset of the
individual who is being asked.